Kerouac Lives - 43 Poem by Richard Wlodarski
Kerouac Lives - 43
Rating: ★5.0
My brothers and I
Howling at the moon
To see if there's life
There...and on this earth
Tuesday, September 12, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: brothers,earth,moon
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8/29/2026 6:55:56 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
I choked when I read the last words. Now you gave me thoughts to ponder about. Another brilliant poem, my friend!
Rose Marie, even before I read your feedback, I too was laughing at that line. I think that Kerouac must be rolling over in his grave. Very happy that you got a kick out of this one!